Chapter 4188
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When he saw that there was no movement on the bed.
That pair of dark eyes flashed with a complicated light. "Is this what Di Furen meant by … looking for the outer robe?"
The young girl curled up on the bed.
Her slender and soft body leaned against the soft pillow.
It accentuated the girl's soft and beautiful figure.
Her hair cascaded down like a waterfall.
The bedding covered the girl's waist.
When the young girl raised her eyes to meet his gaze.
That pair of eyes that were like the most flawless jade in the world crashed into his heart like colored glass.
It didn't look like he was looking for a robe.
It could almost be said that from the moment she said she wanted to pack up and follow him to see Di Mo Xuan.
She just stayed on the bed, not moving at all.
Obviously, right from the start, she had no intention of following him to meet Di Mo Xuan.
Ye Qing Luo exchanged glances with the other party for several breaths and couldn't help but frown.
She didn't know if it was an illusion, but when the other party's gaze landed on her, she felt as if she was dreaming.
There was an obvious change in the expression in the other party's eyes.
She hid the deep thoughts in her eyes and leaned lazily against the headboard. She deliberately relaxed her voice and said lazily, "I'm really sorry to have made Master Qiao come all the way here for nothing. I might have caught a cold when I was sleeping just now, and now I'm in a coma. I'm afraid I can't go with you to see Ah Xuan."
As she spoke, she raised her hand and rubbed her forehead.
"Where are you feeling unwell?" the man blurted out almost instinctively.
The urgency and concern in his tone made Ye Qing Luo raise her brows.
As if sensing that his emotions were not right, the man coughed softly and straightened his attitude. He pretended to be calm and said, "I'm sure His Majesty will be very worried if he knows that Madam Di isn't feeling well. “
"So …. may I trouble Patriarch Qiao to inform Ah Xuan about this." Ye Qing Luo's lips twitched as she put on an unwell and weak look.
It made the other party's gaze fixated on her even more intensely.
Just as Ye Qing Luo was about to ask them to leave.
That person suddenly walked over with large strides.
With a few steps, he was already standing beside the bed.
Ye Qing Luo looked up.
She looked into the pair of dark and repressed eyes.
Patriarch Qiao would never look at her with such a gaze.
"When did you find out?" He lowered his head and quietly looked at her. His eyes were dark and he had no intention of hiding it.
Ye Qing Luo played dumb: "What?"
"When did you see that I'm not the Qiao Family Head?" The man didn't beat around the bush with her.
The expression on Ye Qing Luo's face slowly converged.
It seemed that he did not intend to continue pretending.
Yes …
The person before him had the exact same face and voice as Qiao Clan's Patriarch.
However, he was not the real Patriarch Qiao.
How did he recognize me?
It should be … from the very beginning.
Because Di Mo Xuan knew her current condition, so how could he possibly let Family Head Qiao invite her to the front hall for a discussion?
Even if there was a need for discussion.
Even then, he would take the initiative to come to her room.
Then, she purposely probed.
She had to tidy herself up again before meeting Di Mo Xuan.
If it was the real Qiao Family Head.
He was naturally aware of her current situation.
He knew that right now … she didn't even have the strength to tidy herself up.
How could she possibly get off the bed alone and walk out of the room to meet Di Mo Xuan?
So …..
From that moment onwards, she was certain.
The person outside the door was not Family Head Qiao.
She originally thought that she could drag on for a period of time until Di Mo Xuan rushed over.
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